Good Morning, Miss Ghost Chapter 3.2

The poor Ah Yao’s plan had failed, she had no choice but to hover around the stairs for a while, and then finally drifted back to the living room. Staring at the LCD TV hanging on the wall, Ah Yao sighed. He seemed so gentle and kind on television, but why was he the complete opposite when he got home? If his fans knew his true colors, would they still support him?

Mo Zhen went back to his bedroom, ate his lemon, and went directly to sleep. He thought that perhaps it was because he was too tired today that he had hallucinations, hopefully when he woke up tomorrow, there would be no ghost in his house.

Mo Zhen buried his head into his pillow and silently sighed.

He even gave the girl a name.

He once heard a saying, the name is the shortest spell, when you name something, you will forever be tied to it.

Mo Zhen was really tired today, and the rain continued to pour outside, and he soon drifted off into sleep. He heard the faint sound of water running, Mo Zhen frowned, was it not raining?

When Mo Zhen slept, he needed absolute silence, even if there was a little bit of noise, he could not sleep at all. Hearing the sound of water echo in his ears, Mo Zhen finally could not help but sit up from the bed, went to the window opened the curtains looked.

It was dark outside; perhaps it was because of the rain, but the evening stars seemed to be particularly bright tonight.

It was not raining.

But that sound of water pouring down did not disappear, it seemed to be coming from somewhere downstairs.

…

It must be Li Gouhai!

Mo Zhen messily rubbed his hair, opened the door, and went to the first floor.

The first floor bathroom door was open a crack, the door revealed a warm yellow light and the sound of water that had caused Mo Zhen to unable to sleep was inside.

Mo Zhen raised his eyebrows, and then opened the door.

Warm water sprayed down from the shower head, Ah Yao was standing under the shower, her face stared at Mo Zhen in shock. Suddenly, she covered her chest and screamed.

Mo Zhen was startled for a moment and quickly turned away, he quickly closed his eyes, but they immediately flashed opened when he realized that Li Gouhai was wearing clothes!

Ah Yao was still covering her chest and screaming, Mo Zhen’s forehead blood vessels were ready to burst: “Shut up!”

The screaming suddenly halted.

Walking to turn off the shower, Mo Zhen glanced at Ah Yao, “What are you doing?”

“Ah,” Ah Yao replied, “I wanted to take a bath.”

Mo Zhen: “… …”

“You are just a ghost, can you please have the awareness that ghosts have?” Mo Zhen tried to calm the anger in the chest, he looked at the ghost’s dry clothes and hair, “You need to take a shower? Even the rain outside can’t make you wet, are you wet now?”

Mo Zhen finished his words, but he felt that it sounded… … … … a little dirty.

Fortunately, Ah Yao was a pure ghost, and did not think anything was out of place, “Although I can’t get wet, there’s still a certain mood about a bath!”

Mo Zhen took a deep breath, ineffectively exposed a Mo Zhen professional smile, “So the water and electricity charges are not going to be deducted from your rent?”

That smile had made Ah Yao a little absentminded, but she soon recovered from her senses and stared at Mo Zhen, “You’re so rich, yet you actually asked a ghost for money, do you not feel a little ashamed?”

“Of course not, this is something I rightfully deserve.” This is the way he has always been, his belief was to always pay back what one owed.

His confident appearance made Ah Yao choke, she immediately lowered her eyes to stare at the floor, “I am a ghost, I have no money.”

“Oh, so now you know you are a ghost?” Mo Zhen clutched the shower head in his hands. “In short, all the things in this house are my personal property, you are not allowed to touch them.”

“I know.” Ah Yao sobbed, her index finger wiped at her non-existent tears.

Mo Zhen turned a blind eye to Ah Yao’s performance, he glanced at the shower, and asked, “How did you turn on the shower?”

“Ah, that was very easy.” Ah Yao had a proud smile on her face, “Like this.”

Her voice fell as the water burst out of the showerhead with a “bang”, pouring onto the unsuspecting Mo Zhen… … in a short period of time, he had already been drenched by water twice.

Ah Yao: “…”

Mo Zhen: “… …”

“You’re going to get out of here now !!!!!” The roar nearly knocked the roof off of the bathroom.

Ah Yao floated back and forth in the living room, her mind was filled with worry. Judging by the tone of his voice, Mo Zhen seemed to be really angry. Listening to the sound of the water running, Ah Yao could feel the storm brewing.

Mo Zhen pushed out the bathroom door, as Ah Yao drifted to the kitchen. Mo Zhen messily dried his hair as he walked into the living room, got a gla.s.s of red wine and walked to the kitchen, “Why are you still here? Get out immediately.”

“Mo Zhen, I’m really … …” Ah Yao nervously prepared to explain, but before she could finish what she was saying, Mo Zhen grabbed a small bottle of salt, poured it into his hand and threw it at where Ah Yao was standing.

The white salt floated down like snowflakes, through what was supposed to be Ah Yao’s body, falling onto the bright and clean floor.

Master had mentioned it to him before, salt could be used for exorcism. But when he actually tried it… … Ah Yao was still standing in front of him as before.

“Uh … …” Ah Yao pulled a long face, and decided to give Mo Zhen some advice. “Maybe you aren’t in the right position, try changing positions?”

Mo Zhen: “… …”

Your sister ah! Do you think these are radio exercises?

Mo Zhen felt that if this went on – if the ghost was unable to remember who she was, he himself would turn into a ghost, moreover an insane one.